Mr. Chill

[Verse 1]
Between now and quittin' time
Between then and six A.M
Catch me climbing out
Of a deep, deep pit
Hanging on by a thread
That could be cut in an instant
Folks come around and lower buckets

[Chorus]
What can a poor kid do
To keep busy
Because I still want to love this little world
I didn't realize
I was hanging out with Mr. Chill
You be real with me
And I'll be real with you

[Verse 2]
I've been pickin' up heavy things
And puttin' them down
Relying on
The kindness of strangers
Heading out to the bountiful fields
And coming back empty-handed
Back at my place you'll find
A room full of buckets

[Chorus]
What can a poor kid do
To keep busy
Because I still need to love this little world
I can tell you stuff
I can't tell anyone else
Because you don't threaten
To help
I can tell you stuff
I can't tell anyone else
Because you don't threaten
To help